We spent a few days in Sucre resting and enjoying the heat. We watched some football and spent a night eating and drinking way too much, somehow ending up in a karaoke bar until 4 a.m. This resulted in us staying yet another day.
We said farewell to the French cyclists, Cyril, Nicolas and Alice, who took a bus to La Paz and we headed out on the road to Santa Cruz with Ellen, Elmar, Myles, and Marcin. Flo, the other French cyclist, was briefly with us but he surged ahead on the first day, not to be seen again.
Sucre’s central market.
Moving the goods.
Looking north on Estudiantes in Sucre.
Recoleta Plaza.
Sweeping the stoop.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Sucre near the central market.
Juice bars in Sucre’s Mercado Central.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Wrought iron gate and shadows.
Sucre.
Bowler and braids.
Roof tiles.
Cathedral door detail.
Great coffee.
Recoleta market.
Prefectura del departamento.
Sucre cathedral.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
Plaza Cochabamba.
The courtyard of our hotel, Casa Verde.
Light and shadow.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
Sucre Cathedral.
Prefectura del departamento.
Plaza 25 de Mayo in Sucre.
Having a drink.
A vintage VW Brasilia.
Casa Verde, our hotel in Sucre.
Juice seller in Sucre.
Peanut seller.
Plaza 25 de Mayo.
Recoleta plaza.
Looking at Plaza 25 de Mayo from Plaza Restaurant’s patio.
The Bolivian colours flying from Prefectura del departamento.
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We always enjoy reading your blog and looking at your pictures!
Likewise. We’re following you as you begin your adventure. Stay in touch. I think our paths may cross soon.
Ah…I was looking for the karaoke pictures!